Jenna's POV

I try to stay awake, but after not being able to sleep last night, I know when my eyes started to flutter that I won't last long. I move to my dad's couch and slip into a deep sleep.

When my eyes open, I realize that I'm back home. "Mom…?" I call out softly. My door and instead of seeing my mom's smiling face, I see the one face I am dreading to see.

"She's dead and you know it," Josh says from the doorway and I feel the need to get away from him now, knowing what will happen if I don't. "You killed her. If you had never been born, she would still be here."

"Josh, I didn't kill her!"

"YOU KILLED HER!" He comes towards me, fists rising just like his voice did.

"Josh STOP!" I shot up to see a dark haired woman looking in at me.

"I heard your screaming."

"I'm sorry…?" I say confused on what she meant.

"You're Jenna right?" I nod, noticing that she didn't answer my question. "I'm Callie Torres-"

"You're Sofia's mom aren't you?"

"He told you about her?" I nod again. "Yeah, I'm her mom."

"Are you and my dad dating?" I ask wondering if she was going to be in my life.

"No, I'm married. But Mark's my best friend."

"And your husband's ok with that?" She looks at me for a second with a look of confusion. "Ohmygosh, sorry. I shouldn't have asked. It's none of my business. My mom always says I'm asking to personal of questions. I mean she said I was asking too many personal questions. I don't even know you that well, or well even at all really."

"It's ok Jenna. It was weird to meet someone who doesn't know."

"Doesn't know what?" I ask.

"Sofia has three parents; Mark, me, and my wife Arizona."

"Oh, I'm sorry-"

"It's ok." She smiles at me. "You don't have to apologize for not knowing something. Are you ok by the way?"

"I'm ok, why?"

"Because I could hear you screaming when I first came up here," I had forgotten about what she first said when I saw her after my dream until now. "Can I ask a personal question?" She looks at me after asking the question that I bet she says as a doctor.

"Well I asked you one, so sure."

"Who's Josh?"

"I'm- I'm sorry?" I asked, feeling my throat close a bit as I let the question stumble out of my mouth while fear consumed me.

"You called out his name, and it wasn't in a way that you would call out to someone unless you were scared."

"He is, well was my mom's boyfriend, but they have- had been dating since I was four." I need to distract my thoughts from going down a dark path, so I decide to figure out how long I've been asleep. "What time is it?"

"9:37"

"An hour and a half," I say quietly and decide that I need caffeine if I am going to make it through the day. "There's a coffee cart somewhere right?" I ask and she lets out a small laugh.

"Yeah, if there wasn't one, all of us doctors would die of exhaustion." She smiles. "I was about to go get some coffee, you want to come with me?"

"Sure," I say and then wonder when my dad will be back. "You don't happen to know if my dad is done with his work, do you?"

"No, but I can text him and see if you want. Sound good?" Even though I have his number I nod my head. She sends him a quick text and then looks to me. "Coffee time?" I hold one of my fingers to say one moment and walk over to his desk and grab out ten dollars.

"Now we can go," I say and smile weakly at her. I walk with her into the hallway, not knowing if I should be maintaining small talk, or if she wanted me to just walk with her.

"So, which school did Mark pick for you to go to?" She asked and I am thankful that she started the conversation.

"Seattle Prep, but they're on fall break right now. He said someone would be bringing my class work by so that I can be somewhat caught up when they start back up."

"Well, what were you taking when you were- well before you came here?"

"Back in Georgia, I was taking AP English 3, AP US History, Pre-AP Pre-Calculus, AP Physics, AP French 4, Track, and Boxing."

"Boxing?" I nod. "How did you get into boxing and track?"

"Through Josh," I say, which is the partial truth, before glancing down.

"And then you took a bunch of advanced classes?" She asked.

"My mom says- said I'm very smart and any regular classes are too easy for me." I say, glad that she changed the subject. We get up to the coffee cart and our conversation lulls while we both place our orders.

"The usual today, Dr. Torres?" The coffee guy, who looks closer to my age then to most of the employees at the hospital, asks her.

"Yep, thanks Mathew." He makes her a large black coffee for her, before looking to me.

"And for you?" He smiles politely at me.

"A medium Vanilla Latte please," I say seeing that my favorite was here. He gives me my change and then makes my drink. I mess with the ring my mom gave me on my thirteenth birthday, a gold banded ring with a pearl in the center, my birthstone. He gives me my drink and gives a friendlier smile. "Thanks." I say and partially smile.

"Anytime." Callie and I start to walk away from the coffee cart. "Do you want to go back up to Mark's office or walk around some?"

"Can we walk around? I haven't seen much of the hospital yet."

"Sure, I'll give you the Callie tour, the best one you'll find." She says smiling at me and I weakly smile back. "That's a pretty ring," She says motioning to it as I take a sip of my drink.

"Thanks, my mom gave it to me on my thirteenth birthday."

"Is pearl your birthstone?" I nod.

"June 20th. When's yours?"

"August 31st. Summer birthdays for both of us." She smiles and I smile a little too and know that having Callie in my life will be a good thing since she doesn't treat me like the girl who's mother just passed away and then got thrown into the life of her father who didn't know her, but instead she treats me like someone she wants to be friends with.